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The Girl with the Tattoos

I love and adore her So much that at times I must ignore… Her See, she’s gorgeous And has powers You know, wrap around my Finger like a snake On a branch powers —Beautiful almond shaped Eyes the color of chestnuts
With a hint of sunrise Honey Cinnamon tasting skin That tells a story Her ink bleeds Freedom of speech Happiness, pride And more recently Sorrow Penetrating her skin As it cries tears of Joy mixed with moans Of hurt Squeezing, toe curling Addiction Ever since the days My eyes met her The pressure built up To speak or not to speak My thoughts became bleak Until we found some commonality Her brain Musically infused Enthuses me to yearn For her touch To be adjacent to her… Story telling skin Sensually hypnotizing Thoughts of nothing but that of sin She filled in all my Grey areas with black Ink like a newspaper Further enlightening The world with her Stories of our love And growth The hurt and pain she Sustained Yet she’s strong enough To endure more Allowing herself To play on the battlefield Of love yet again

The girl with the tattoos

I love her like a homie A lover And more so… A friend

Yesterday I had an epiphany That today I mean more to me Than I ever will to you As the thoughts came I battled with the tears in my eyes Pride seeped through my guard That was let down Pow— I think my heart hit the ground Left never to be found whole again Where does love go when its finished Playing with our minds Sucking the life out of souls Once very warm Now turned to stone At the bottom of the pit The worm left in the bottle To think just the other day I was swept off my feet And you were the apple Of my eye But it withered away Like his money after payday Tired of being tired Your time has expired You are no longer the umpire There’s no doubt that you have striked out… Yesterday I had an epiphany And today I am free to be me To please me …not be a prisoner of my own thoughts

Madres

Mothers — truth speakers With words that echo Through us like a cave And speaks to our souls everyday Even before the very first day In your arms you held We should be called inspiration leaders Common sense and nurture feeders Planters of the seed Of affection Soul fully profound The love and care Lost and found Your voice… Such a soothing sound My beautiful sunrise After the warmest sunset Comforting when you Need to be relieved of stress Motherly instinct always on As you are always aware When something is wrong Earliest person to wake After being the last To drop asleep at night Strong & knowledgeable To know which battles are worth the fight Our work is never done,right? A sparrow spreading it’s wings Until her babies are Ready to soar the sky Cheers to all the mothers Even the ones whom We already said goodbye Who hid their fears And tears Turned pain into laughter Worked their way from Nothing to upper middle class Well, maybe just middle class But it feels like it’s the top Of the world.
A cold world it is sometimes You always find the time To let your radiant light Shine upon us And for this.. We thank you

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The brain is bittersweet Constant thoughts of you make me weak Forever in my heart it has already made up It’s mind Some say true love is hard to find I say it’s hard to keep Reality is sometimes steep Confusion awakes me from sleep Was it lust turned into love? Can this thing called love even be trusted?

That’s it, I know I’m in too deep

I dreamed of this day Even made up my mind to pray Simply that you a knight and shining armor Would come my way Till this very day You stay Once having tormented me with words Thoughts made up —plays Is it guilt Because it’s only making me stronger The longer you find time to stress me With your tricks of the mind Time will unravel all the masculine Walks of your life Hidden by strife Disoriented by love Rained down on from above Turned into passion Painfully pleasured our love hate relationship Couldn’t get any better My love rubbed you the wrong way Everything that glitters isn’t Gold Hey Something in my eyes has you hypnotized Surprised that you obtained anything less than perfect The picture painted previously sustained some damage Bare with it’s solemnity While joining forces being scared of love made me forfeit I nearly lost it as he bent down on one knee Moisture risen Love Such a decision It’s never what you truly envision But you’ll know when it’s true Just another love hate story Turned into glory From me to you.

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Ode to My Hips

Swift never stiff Caramel brown Surround sound When flicked slapped or pinched The pear to my eight Hour glass shaped Eccentric curves Well deserved Given to me at birth To help populate this earth Sculpted by Him This perfect form Mixed with mud from Africa Clay from the flowing Rivers Of Belize The original love of this land That the Native Americans left Behind in their prime A sprinkle of Latino As it rains in Puerto Rico You see , it took a While to form figures Of perfection Not necessarily to match My complexion
A mere reflection of the Sun rising at dawn Blessing the horizon with light Pink sand on a beach The seed to this fruit Full of coconut juice Released with the breaking Of water Reared a baby for A little over 5 months And out onto a cloud Born was my first son No longer just a part Of my figure As time has progressed They’ve grown Giving a special home to Love sent from above Ode to My hips They never allow my Back bone to slip Eye openers for most For this I give a toast Now this…

Ode to my hips

It’s My Life

It’s My Life, everything I do is for you This is a constant war between us and the real truth I’m painting pictures of brighter days Filled with smarter children In search of the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow After being subdue to the cold Forced onto us by the sleet and the rain The pain can only make you stronger Heavy as the weight of the world On all of our shoulders I’m trying to knock these barriers down Bolders Building an army of soldiers Armed with knowledge Not guns, trickery, diseases It was cool when we came from being united Instead we stand divided Knocking down our own people Stand strong Speak no evil Hear no evil Vision being Consistently blurred By evil I’m a product of a village raising this child —proud Dont pay attention to my chanel Glasses, Diamond ring Listen to my words Phenomenally flowing Not trying to be controlling Once frozen in time Fashion forwardness is great But let’s get this straight They said on the record that Their clothes weren’t made for blacks Yet that has no impact We continue to put money on their pockets Our own people selling out Not to lose customers “Republicans buy sneakers too” Boo!! R.I.P to wackness Bleaching botox Technology robots Talk about a Mac standing around A bunch of pcs I’m on a feeding frenzy Free knowledge Let’s aspire to go to college For ourselves Not just for the money Find your nitch Bees make honey Will Smith on the fresh prince — funny How people agree with me But their time isnt now There are lights all around The crowd is no longer sound What’s your life about I’m about changing the world One piece at a time Is that so much of a crime Blind but full of visions Decisions Trying to keep the youth Out of prison Too bad we are all prisoners of our Own minds I strive and so can you It’s my life and everything I do is for you